The rain was cold, and it caused a slight tingling sensation on the face.

During the rainy season, blood spurted from his mouth, and the bright red blood flowed down his lips and neck. He knew that this must be the result of being hit by a bullet in his lungs. Every breath would bring out a new wave of blood spurting out.

He wanted to speak, but couldn't.

Someone was pressing his chest, as if it was too late, the hand trembled violently and moved to his cheek, trying to wipe the blood from his lips for him.

Faintly, he heard the man's wailing.

He wanted to say, Song Qinglan, I got it.

The three little black cats that have accompanied me for eight years were sent to me when I was seventeen when I just started living alone.

——After I left this world.

But every time he tried to open his mouth, more blood poured out of his mouth, and he could barely feel the pain, but he couldn't control it.

This is already his doomed ending.

It is the end of his life that he wrote in 1439.

——Go back to the past and become a part of history, which can never be changed.

He was breathing sharply, wanting to take another look at that face, he wanted to tell Song Qinglan, he wanted to tell him that in this short, lonely, painful life, he was very happy to have him.

Before falling into eternal darkness, he had strong thoughts.

He doesn't want to die.

...

...

【warn! warn! You have deviated from the target coordinates! You have deviated from the target coordinates! 】

Ji Yushi suddenly opened his eyes.

The red light flickered in front of his eyes, and countless bizarre pictures flew past his eyes. In the violent shaking, a familiar warning voice shouted, "Illegal transition detected! Illegal transition detected!" He barely discerned that this was a Confined space - his capsule! !

How is this going?

The cabin was shaken so badly that had to hold on to the handle of the safety seat during the monsoon rain. My brain didn't have time to think in this situation, just felt that it was stuffed with various memories and was about to explode slowly.

After everything subsided, the robotic arm handed over the nutrient solution, and he took a few gulps, not knowing where he was.

The gunshot on his chest was gone, his pulse and heart rate were beating very fast, and the side effects after the jump were so obvious, all of which indicated that he was still alive.

After taking a breath, he looked up and saw the display on the transparent panel, and he was instantly dripping with cold sweat.

[? ? p0754%$#37]

[: ""LRR"/'l'89'']

This group of gibberish was what they had seen during the Ouroboros mission.

Ordinary people may not be able to determine whether this set of garbled characters is the same as what they have seen before, but with the unforgettable memory during the monsoon season, even if they are written backwards, they can be written out!

He opened the hatch and walked out of the capsule.

The sky in the early morning was dark gray, and there were shadows in the woods blowing cold wind. The light came from several other fluorescent silver-white capsules near him.

Someone patted him: "Consultant Ji, what do you think? Are you okay?"

He looked back and saw Duan Wen was speaking. The other party just came out of the capsule cockpit, but it seemed normal to have any different reactions to the current situation, as if they should have been in this task that had been completed.

During the rainy season, the pale face has an ice sculpture-like texture in the dim light: "..."

For the first time, he couldn't make a proper sound.

There are more people around.

Tang Qi, who was unable to touch the situation with a low voice, and Tang Le, who also remembered each cycle without memory, Zhou Mingxuan, who remembered the cycle like Duan Wen, and stood beside Zhou Mingxuan, opened it with him to open it with him. The tall figure of the mechanical library.

Song Qinglan was wearing a black combat uniform, sketching out a pair of arrogant long legs, arrogant.

I saw that he chose a good weapon and equipment, checked the situation of God's sleep sharply, and then looked at the communicator on the wrist and said to everyone, "Now 4:43 in the morning, we hurry up and set off. Set off for Jinwu No. 1 and Jinwu No. 2."

Zhou Mingxuan asked, "Team Song, we have all figured out the current situation, what are we going to do in the bookstore?"

Song Qinglan bent over to pick something from the mechanical warehouse and threw it towards Ji Yushi.

Ji Yushi subconsciously caught the heavy object, and his hand was cold. When he saw it, it was a silver-white pistol, his diamond bird.

It seems that when Ji Yu swims out of the sky, Song Qinglan raised his chin to him and answered Zhou Mingxuan's question: "The last time the survivors were interrupted, the time consultant had not finished reading, and I had to read it again. There are other clues in the book, seeing what should be done after seeing the base, otherwise no matter how many times we come, no matter how many A or B teams will die. "

A, B team?

During the monsoon season, suddenly became more dazed. Which team are they?

Why is this scene not in his memory, is it his imagination or reality?

Everyone is sorting equipment one after another.

After they finished, they walked towards the park management office. Duan Wen pressed his throat and told several teammates who had no circular memory about the current situation while walking.

During the rainy season, he follows behind the crowd.

Suddenly, the sound of a blade breaking the wind passed by, and with a "bang", a dark figure outside the woods fell heavily, a stone's throw away from the monsoon season.

It's the tramp!

Song Qinglan walked over, pulled out his arms from his forehead, wiped it on the body of the corpse, and then inserted it into the beam of the calf and walked back: "Ji consultant, you are a bit out of state. "

Ji Yushi paused slightly, not knowing how to start.

Because Song Qinglan's expression was so strange, it was the kind he had not seen for a long time. Although he didn't have the alienation that was just acquainted, it was limited to the friendship of his teammates, and the kind of eyes that made him feel hot.

He looked at Song Qinglan, the opponent's eyebrows, lips, and lips, all of which were familiar to him. He remembered the enthusiasm and tenderness when the other party kissed him. The other party moaned in despair, remembering the back who stood alone in the garden downstairs of his house eight years ago.

I still remember that the other party knew him so well, and he used to call out his real name solemnly and cherishly on the private channel.

"Sheng Han."

That was the first time he felt a shudder at the name being brought up again.

"Consultant Ji?"

It is like waking up in the rainy season.

In front of him, Song Qinglan raised her eyebrows slightly to look at him, and asked in a polite tone, "Is it too unpleasant to die last time, and a little psychological barrier?"

which time?

Ji Yushi couldn't answer this question, so he had to say, "I'm fine."

"That's good, you can call me at any time if you have any questions." Song Qinglan nodded, "The captain's duties include but are not limited to psychological counseling for the team members."

When he saw that he was about to move on, Ji Yushi stopped him: "Wait a minute."

Song Qinglan turned her head and joked, "Do you really need psychological counseling?"

Ji Yushi opened his mouth: "Do you... do you feel something is wrong?"

Song Qinglan: "Which aspect are you referring to?"

There was nothing in those deep black eyes, only the desire to win and break the game, exactly the same as the Song Qinglan in memory who led everyone to ignite their fighting spirit and rush forward again and again during the Ouroboros mission.

Scene after scene flashed back in my mind during the monsoon, and in just one second, the pain of those pictures crisscrossed at a high speed swept my brain during the monsoon.

The dark gray sky gradually became brighter, and the stench in the air and Li Chun's complaints were so familiar.

Like the cycles they go through.

The overload of memory gave Ji Yushi a splitting headache, and the cold sweat almost wet his vest. He shook his head as if nothing had happened: "It's alright."

Can't tell the difference between memory and reality.

It's hard to tell what happened and what didn't.

There has been no such pain for a long time in the monsoon season.

He followed his teammates to get the keys of the space car like walking dead, and calmly killed a few zombies. From the perspective of his teammates, he may be no different from before.

The space vehicle travels through the devastated city of PU-31.

Groups of zombies with pale white eyes rushed towards them, waving their hands, and were mercilessly crushed into flesh by the space car.

They came to the bookstore at the fastest speed in history. After dealing with the old zombies in the bookstore, the "Golden Crow No. 1: Reproduction" was stuffed into the hands of Ji Yushi by teammates, and the last half of the content was blackfaced. The man broke in and interrupted, and he hadn't had time to read it. That part happened to be a brief introduction to the operation of the Golden Crow Base - even though the answer was already in Ji Yushi's memory at this time, he still read it very quickly.

He wasn't sure if the answer in his head was accurate.

He couldn't be sure what the current situation was. If Song Qinglan saw it, he was really out of shape.

"Squad 3 is coming soon." Song Qinglan urged, "We can't meet them now, we have to find a way to leave more clues for them. Consultant Ji, have you found out?"

Team No. 3 drove a space car to this place after coming out of the park management office, and on the way ran over Team No. 1 who had just appeared in the loop.

In terms of time, it is very close to now.

During the rainy season: "Is there any water?"

Zhou Mingxuan, who was beside him, unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it over, "Here."

When Ji Yushi looked up, he realized that his teammates were nervously surrounding him while watching the wind and paying attention to the zombies. In front of everyone, he took out the medicine box in his pocket, swallowed two pills at a time with water, and placed the medicine box on the bookshelf.

Song Qinglan only frowned at his behavior of taking drugs at every turn, but her eyes fell on the medicine box on the bookshelf thoughtfully.

Falling eyelashes during the rainy season.

Hands are shaking a little.

In memory, the person who wants to take care of him and calls himself a family member...is it all his fantasy?

"It's almost there," he said confusedly. "Let's go first, I can see later on the way."

The group quickly set off again and went straight to Jinwu No. 1.

During the monsoon on the road, it was determined that the energy source of Jinwu No. 1 and No. 2 needs to be turned off at the same time, in order to completely destroy the colony in this parallel world that should not exist, which is exactly the same as the existing answer in his mind.

"We are short-staffed, so we will divide into two groups first, and learn as much information as possible to leave the A and B teams with the most people."

In the security inspection room of Jinwu No. 1, Song Qinglan stood in the center of the crowd and swept them around with her eyes, and continued: "What we said here in the last cycle, some people may not remember, then I will say it again. We need to solve this situation. , as we have already analyzed in the last loop, choose the most suitable point on the ring to extend and cover infinitely, that point is the upcoming A and B teams! Only by constantly rushing to let them die before they die Only by seeing the traces we left and letting them avoid death can we truly break the game. So every time we are reborn in the cycle, there is only one purpose - to pave the way for us in teams A and B! Do you understand?"

Everyone: "Understood!"

Song Qinglan smiled angrily: "Very good."

He nodded his head and equipment, and said, "I, Lao Duan, and Li Chun stay in Jinwu No. 1. Consultant Ji, Tang Qi, Tangle, and Zhou Mingxuan, the four of you go to Jinwu No. 2."

Everyone: "Yes!"

After Song Qinglan finished speaking, she drew out her saber and carved a line on the ground:

Turn off both base power sources.

Squad 5.

Ji Yushi suddenly understood - it turned out that they were the first No. 5 squad to disappear from the cycle!

No wonder Song Qinglan stared at the pillbox thoughtfully in the bookstore. It was clearly because they had already analyzed why it could exist at the same time as the pillbox of Team No. 3. This was just an unintentional accomplishment. , regardless of cause and effect, but also cause and effect to each other!

After the Ouroboros mission was completed, the memories of everyone in teams A and B were merged with the memories of the other self. Those who disappeared because of the paradox had no memory of what happened to them.

The scalp is numb during the rainy season.

He did not expect that there would be a time to witness this moment.

But now...

Why did he return to this cycle?

Or, did he never go out during the cycle?

the other end.

Song Qinglan also returned to the Ouroboros mission.

After another transition reminder, and once again coming to the nightmarish PU-31, the first thing Song Qinglan had to do after landing was to open the hatch to find someone.

"Team Song!"

"Is Chun'er going to vomit—"

"Yuck!!"

The teammates joked and complained, but Song Qinglan only kicked the door back when she passed Li Chun's capsule: "If you want to vomit, you can vomit in your own house, and I tell you to be lazy and take so long a vacation. Just sat on the big pendulum twice."

Then, he strode to the capsule during the monsoon.

The hatch is open.

The person inside has a handsome face, a thin body, and even the gestures that come out of the cabin door are beautiful.

Song Qinglan stared at the other person's face tightly, and a living person appeared in front of him again, making him almost unable to control himself. At this moment, even the breath that entered his chest involved the meridians of his whole body, causing pain. But when the other party raised his head and looked over, he felt a chill in his heart.

Those beautiful eyes were filled with politeness and alienation, and he was a little surprised by the fact that he appeared at the door of his capsule: "Song team."

There was no excitement, no other emotions, and there was not even the slightest shock of resurrection from the dead.

Song Qinglan even felt unreal, as if the video was being played back. He suspected that the so-called Vault of Heaven system simply and rudely reversed the time, and did not arrange a time anchor for him and Ji Yu. Because all of this seems familiar, it's just one of those countless cycles.

Seeing that he didn't move, Ji Yushi said again, "Thank you for pulling me out of the car."

Ji Yushi was talking about Song Qinglan pulling him out of the car after they hit the barbed wire outside the bookstore.

Song Qinglan couldn't breathe.

This is their first cycle? the third time? Or the first time? Why hasn't such a conversation happened in memory?

God knows that he doesn't want to care about this completed task at all. No matter which one it is during the rainy season in front of him, he wants to give him a hug and rub people into his bones before he can stop. But the pain in his heart was tearing, and he knew that he couldn't do it. Even if the details and conversations in front of him changed, he couldn't change the general direction of this "history". He had to let this task develop according to the direction in his memory.

Noticed his suddenly clenched palm.

Ji Yushi asked, "What's wrong?"

What's wrong?

You can see it, you can't touch it, you can't touch it.

...

Song Qinglan pressed her irritability: "It's okay."

He turned around, barely controlled himself not to destroy the current situation, and arranged tasks for his teammates according to the nodes in his memory.

His only patience can only support himself to analyze. The sky named this time anchor [overload], which means that it exceeds the original mission plan. Putting two people in the original cycle, part of the possibility is that he was not reborn in the same cycle as Ji Yushi, and he had to wait and see the situation.

After such a difficult time, you are still afraid that you will not get the answer?

But the people behind him didn't cooperate.

Ji Yushi took a step forward and leaned very close to him, and if there was a cold aura on his body, it would reach his senses like that: "Song team."

Ji Yu's words are clear and his voice is very nice. When he calls him like this, he always makes him feel special.

Song Qinglan stiffened her throat: "What?"

Ji Yushi said: "Go directly to the bookstore, I have a clue that I didn't have time to read it."

Song Qinglan agreed.

They walked out of the woods very quickly. On the way, as they remembered, during the monsoon season, they told teammates who had not yet figured out what the time anchor was, and made a preliminary analysis of the meaning of the rule [Death Elimination], even if it was the same as in the final cycle in the later cycle. The results of the analysis are different, but the monsoon rains are now strong.

They drove the space car.

At the intersection, they encountered a car that avoided them.

Song Qinglan finally figured out that they were Team No. 4, which meant that he and Ji Yushi next to him were Team B in the next cycle.

The more he thought about it, the colder his face became - after a long time, he had to go to the last step in this cycle, and he could not start the next cycle until he went to Jinwu No. 2.

As he remembered, after being separated from his teammates in Runjin Building, he and Ji Yushi were surrounded by zombies on the way to the bookstore and forced to hide in a power distribution room.

The small and cramped power distribution room was pitch black.

The two of them almost had to be face to face to stand up, when Ji Yu stepped on his feet.

It is tolerable, but unbearable.

"Consultant Ji." Song Qinglan turned her head back, almost sniffing Ji Yushi's hair, "You stepped on me."

When noticed the monsoon rain, body froze.

He was playing a prank to satisfy his own bad taste, and wanted to take advantage of the monsoon season, but his heart was beating wildly because the two suddenly returned to a sense of greenness.

Before the other party was about to remove his foot, he said, "Don't."

During the monsoon rains, he stopped.

"I'll let you step on it now, so you can remember something better next time, don't hold grudges."

He said this, or, trying to see the face of the monsoon from the dark, the current situation reminded him of the last time he was at home in the monsoon, when he came out of the bathroom, the towel was pulled by the monsoon, and he was sent here in this posture kiss.

Remember good things.

Don't keep remembering who he gave the dice, and who misunderstood who played 4P, diss who liked beautiful little girls in kindergarten.

It's a pity that the current Ji Yushi is not his, and don't understand the deep meaning of his words.

Song Qinglan just said this, but there was also a pain in the back of her feet through the short boots. During the season of rain, she answered "Oh" without any effort.

Well, it's too early.

This guy was still remembering the incident when Song Qinglan pressed him on the bookshelf in the last cycle, causing his wrists to turn blue.

Song Qinglan gritted her teeth: "That's what you said, you stepped on it really hard."

When Ji Yushi moved his foot away, he sincerely perfunctory: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Song Qinglan: "I forgive you."

No one knows that he is willing to be trampled a hundred times.

It didn't take long for them to reunite with their teammates from Team No. 3. After fighting with another self, they re-formed Team B with their teammates from Team No. 3 and headed to Jinwu No. 1.

Song Qinglan observed Team A's monsoon season with binoculars in a place they didn't know.

The moment the other party appeared in the sight of the telescope, his heart also ached.

Wearing a white T-shirt, the man sitting on the balcony had just been injured, and a bullet had punched a hole in his abdomen, which slowly overlapped with the man who was shot in the chest and was killed by mistake.

"What's wrong?" Someone asked.

"Huh?" He put down the telescope and turned around.

Ji Yushi, who was beside him, said, "Song team, your face suddenly looks ugly, what's the matter?"

"No." Song Qinglan smiled, looking at the fair and clean face of the other party, "I meant to say, we will all go back alive."

...

Later, they got in touch with Team A themselves.

The teammates worked hand in hand. Based on the analysis and calculation during the monsoon season, Song Qinglan cooperated with him to turn off the energy source of Jinwu-1.

Teammates expressed their shock at Team Song's sudden cooperation with Consultant Ji, almost the change that Consultant Ji pointed out where he played. They didn't understand what was going on between them.

When the two teams were talking on the phone, Ji Yushi reminded him, "Team Song, the sixth from the left in the fourth row."

Song Qinglan replied subconsciously, "Okay, let's go now."

As soon as the words came out, he remembered why Team A's self at that time felt disobedient to this mode of getting along.

Even Ji Yu, who heard his answer at this time, was stunned and glanced at him.

However, Ji Yushi was introverted. He didn't say anything about Song Qinglan's transformation. He just continued to calculate silently: "Second from the left in the seventh row."

Everything seems to be destined in the dark.

Which circle is this inside which circle?

Song Qinglan was no longer obsessed with this issue.

After completing the task of Jinwu No. 1, he took the team to Jinwu No. 2 to help Team A.

Finally, they returned to the capsule and completed the entire small cycle.

Before the black wall came, Song Qinglan made a wish, hoping that he would be reborn in the same great cycle as Ji Yushi.

Then, when Song Qinglan appeared at the new anchor point, facing Ji Yu who still didn't remember everything that happened to them, he just wanted to insult the Heavenly Vault of God system with a million words.

once.

again.

In each cycle, what he encountered was not the monsoon season he wanted.

Song Qinglan couldn't control herself anymore.